The odds were low,
The stakes were high,
We couldn't look,
Or else I'd cry,
Yet always hope,
I don't know why,
Ten years ago...
The nightmares real,
The hair a fake,
Those surgeons
and the mess they'd make,
I'm shaken up,
But didn't break,
Ten years ago...
How fortunate to be able to say this now, the last of my decade celebration! Back to work for me and looking forwards at blue skies from here -I wish you all calm waters x
